User blog comment:Bluestripe the Wild/Rise of the Mercenaries/@comment-3094815-20110502204148

Darkshadow shrugs I'll deal with it... then Thank you for your concern. Winces and staggers unsteadily toward a dark place in between two barrels. Even though it looks small from outside, it's actually pretty deep, almost to the bone''

The weasel scrabbles up, sneering slightly at Darkshadow, but not when Darkshadow is looking, then heads back to where his tribe are gathered